Today I feel insane.
So I decided to put a gun to my brain.
And for the first time I didn't feel completely deranged.So I thought why do I feel all this pain
Is there something I could possibly gain.
But no.
No,
Nothing but pain.So with one deep breath I pulled the trigger.
But what I felt was not a cold blow or a burning fever.
I felt the relief.
Like someone had stole my burden but not a thief.
They were an angle sent to save.
And now I'm angle goodbye I wave.But am I an angle now?
Or am I devil that brought tears and a frown
I still feel the pain.
But not the one I left in vain.
I feel the pain of the ones I left.
And then I realized you can not escape it's terrible clench.It will follow you to the ends of the earth, and then even beyond.
There is no escape from the pain to which you bond.There is nothing to save yourself.
Only the pain that drives you to kill you and yourself.
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The Pain
PoetryA simple poem that just popped into my head one day after watching "13 reasons why" if you have suicidal thoughts you my not want to read this